Chapter 835 - Terrifying War
Chapter 835 Terrifying War
Witherwater City had now become the most eye-catching location in the entire plane.
It wasn’t just the orc powerhouses. Even the kings and leaders of the subordinate races, hidden deep in the woods and forests, cast their attentive gazes toward the city.
Every powerhouse on the plane now understood the true intentions of the witches through the planar laws.
Corroding the planar origin, corrupting the planar laws, exterminating the Planar Consciousness.
These damned witches actually dared to destroy the entire Strongwoods Plane!
If the witches only wanted to invade Strongwoods Plane, then this war was no more than a battle for dominion between the witches and the orcs. The other races were being so heavily suppressed by the orcs that there was no reason that whatever surviving forces they had would ever intervene.
However, the witches were intent on destroying Strongwoods Plane. It was a massive problem that related to the existence and survival of all Strongwoods creatures. Naturally, there was no way the powerhouses and kings of those other races could remain in hiding.
Greem’s heart pounded in fright and nervousness when he sensed those waves of destructive auras clashing with each other.
He had underestimated the three major adept organizations all this while!
Unlike the superficial strength in the center of the continent, the Silver Union and the Northern Witches were hiding some truly terrifying power below the surface. Their ordinary and average might on the outside was only a facade.
The Death Witches he had come to understand through various information agencies only revealed two to three Fourth Grade Witches. However, today, he could sense as many as six Fourth Grade witches on this battlefield alone.
If such a hidden force gathered in the World of Adepts, it would have been more than enough to change the political situation of the center of the continent.
Moreover, if the Death Witches were able to hide their high-grade fighting force in their lesser planes in such a manner, was it even possible for the various factions to be as weak as they looked? Apart from the Fate and Coldwinter Witches that had just begun to rise and accumulate power, the other witch factions were probably just monsters pretending to be sheep.
If the Northern Witches had such power, what did the Silver Union and the Adept’s Association look like?
It was highly probable that the reason the three major adept organizations had been able to last through tens of thousands of years in opposition of one another had much to do with their hidden strength!
Without the ability to take down the other organizations in a single strike, with a Ninth Grade Great Adept backing each organization, no single force would ever dare to be the one to start a fight.
While Greem was deep in thought, a loud blast rang out in the skies above.
Greem lifted his head in horror.
Rip!!!
He heard a loud tearing sound as a massive opening was torn in the skies above. A vicious-looking orc head entered the barrier and roared at the city beneath.
“Damned insects, stay here and die.”
Boom!!!
The world shook as even the planar space became unstable.
The fluctuations caught the two magical machines that were crossing the portal through space. As the portal trembled, space was compressed and smashed like a broken mirror. The destroyed spatial flux spread outward, cutting the two magical machines and turning them into loose components.
Even if the materials used to forge them were the toughest magical alloys in the world, they were still as frail as tofu in the face of such spatial ripples.
Greem and all the other adepts did not even look at the terrifying sight of the magical machines’ destructions. Instead, they lifted their heads and looked on in horror at the terrifying orc that was trying to squeeze into the plane.
As he continued to tear and rip, the once hundred-meter-long spatial rift had now turned a kilometer long. One could even see the golden arm and shoulder of the orc now.
“It’s…it’s a vassal god of Beast God Aruger. It’s Garon!”